Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang closed the door behind him after entering his room. Then, he just stood there in the mostly dark room. The small slit didn't let much light through.

Silence.

Shang just waited in silence.

At the moment, Shang's heart was beating rapidly as sweat ran down his body. A deep feeling of guilt was inside his heart.

He had acted coldhearted and brutal, but that didn't reflect the truth.

This was the first time after that fateful night that Shang had injured another person to such an extent.

Punching someone, breaking an arm, or similar things were still relatively normal to Shang. After all, he had been a fighter in his past life, and it was normal for fighters to get injured in a fight.

However, what he had done out there was not normal for a fighter.

Shang might be in the body of a 15-year-old, but in his mind, he still viewed himself as a 23-year-old. So, when he looked at the other students, Shang didn't see people of his age but kids.

They were children.

Additionally, what would they have done to him? At most, they would have broken one or two bones and would have given him some bruises.

Shang had seen the ill-intent in their eyes, but Shang hadn't felt true maliciousness coming from them. They only wanted to beat him down to show their superiority.

They were just kids.

Yet, Shang had done horrible things to them. One of them had been close to death, while the other one went through unimaginable pain.

Shang had his reasons for acting this brutally, but it was still difficult.

On Earth, Shang would have gone to prison for his actions.

Yes, they had attacked him, and Shang had the right to defend himself, but that was it, defend.

and kicking him would have been enough. Shang's action of tearing his arm

offense was

Shang. Yes, he had given the order, but he

simply beaten him down, thrown him away, or

jaw was not considered

'With that display, fewer people will bother me in the future, and I won't have to do something like that again. The other students saw what happens when they try to attack me, and they won't try something

right. It was the right

Shang took the skinning knife he had

correct choice,' he repeated to himself in his

of the knife continued, Shang continued to repeat the same words to himself in

been shaving, but when he felt something

over and saw blood dripping down from the

but it had already fully

while shaving, and judging by the amount of blood,

my skin while shaving. I should be more careful in the future,'

his hands before leaving the room

building and looked

and the students were back to doing whatever they were

many people were looking at Shang, and the few that did either averted their gazes quickly

was like

happened on Earth,

this world, it

entrance to the main building. Usually, warriors didn't really care about the time of the day. They

time, which were clocks. Mages were often very busy, and they couldn't just schedule things based

example, they could have two meetings in the

should they go to first? Additionally, the definition of afternoon was different from

used clocks while warriors used the position of the sun normally, but since this academy was very

clock. The academy knew that warriors often forgot the time while they were fully

soon. I've been stuck on

north, towards the bigger training fields. The core lesson for the Caterpillar Class took place